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Jul 2019
dreamy skin
that used to hold me softly
I don't know what to do
I'm missing you,
so bad I'm missing you
now, fire's gone but
the rain is still there
thunder won't stop sounding inside my head
and I feel like I'm just writing words
without even saying and meaning them.
it's too late for me to say
Axel
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Axel  16/M/Malaysia
(16/M/Malaysia)   
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